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His dreams seeped from his mind into the world. The terrifying presence that it brought. The demons free from in his head. Are out and must be fought. They tear at the reality of the world they're in.
Seconds out of my first reception I look inside myself.
#sundayrepost. (Not incredibly old but I like this one). Welcome to my mind,. Dark tunnels are not hard to find,. Take a left and then a right,. The tunnels will end with a bright beam of light,.
My mind. Where everything is made. The place that I escape to. When joy begins to fade. I build up majestic castles. And tear them down again. I create a million face. Just to have a million friends.
I dream so much. I dream at night. I daydream in the day. In the abundance of light. I dream in sadness and I dream in wealth. I dream in sickness. I dream of health.
As I wandered through the house that sleeps, I could feel what I'd now become, a silent night again for me, Might as well be deaf and dumb.
I've been walking for a while, Around this mind of mine. Through some hedge mazes And though the dark alley lines. That's where it's at it's worst. The darkest and ugly scenes.
Welcome to my mind,. Dark tunnels are not hard to find,. Take a left and then a right,. The tunnels will end with a bright beam of light,. Round the bend,. Is confidence needing a mend,.
It's all ... Things. Things and Stuff. It can't change. I'm stuck, looping. It's so boring. So dead. A standing corpse, stiffening where it stands, the broken reality where we live.
Nothing can pick you up on a day like this Everything seems so much worse than it is eyes mist over hearing goes blank Whatever you do doesn't matter Feels like I'm running so far away Trying to...
I come to the corner of my mind. A place shadowed and black. A baron abyss. No way back. Every teasing turn. Wills me to sanity. A safe haven. Once free. As I tiptoe into lost awareness.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, October 13, 2012. If you're anything like me, then you keep using your brain to think about your brain.
I clear my mind.
I'm treading slowly in my dreams. Trying not to awaken the ghost That lingers deep in my subconcious. One that devours all thoughts. One face that dismisses all emotion.
My clocks broken but I hear the tick. I'm a magician but I dont have a trick. I cant take medicine even though Im sick. They say Im slow but Im quick. The windows closed but I feel the breeze.
A meadow of ideas, A forest of dreams, Come enter my mind, But it's not what it seems. A cave full of evil, A cave full of good, Sometimes my mind, Doesn't act as it should.
Dreamland sociopath,. Storks with scythes,. And cloak on back,. Rope, wood, just as you should,. Happen upon the crystal mood,. Blood bath, needle bed,. Drive the stairs into your head,.
Take a look into. The mind of yours truly. Even if these thoughts. Are quite unruly. Measure perfect streamers. Down the page. These trance like songs stuck in my head all day. No matter where I go.
I'm going off at the deep end. Falling without any wings. Powerless to turn this tide. A peasant in face of kings. I can't change my fate at all. It's been taken from my hands.
My mind is like a television studio. The things I'm thinking right now, they are the shows 'On Air'.
Powerful and strong It's why I think so long And find it hard to bite my tongue I may over-think And often risk being at the brink Of losing everything down the sink But I'm the owner and...
#Acorns My first poem with any real length. ( 3 months old) I see the store ahead, I'm nearly close to Town. But here comes the swam of demons, Trying to drag me down.
I wake up in am empty room, no doors or windows. The walls are completely blank except for a tiny purple smear in the bottom left corner of the third wall.
Spiraling hills, accident spills. The blue crowned pills. The addiction kills. Traces & faces. Once loved places. The ecstasy erases. Out in the silence of the night.